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#421671voted by our readers
By JOSEJIMENEZ BRONZE
BROOKLYN, New York

Love for one’s country The United States The land of the free and home of the brave I love you so dearly But everyone treat you so bad The politicians and...
JOSEJIMENEZ BRONZE, BROOKLYN, New York
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#421672 Poetry
By lapisleaves DIAMOND
Durham, New Hampshire
lapisleaves DIAMOND, Durham, New Hampshire
52 articles 0 photos 3 comments

Favorite Quote:
"...I wish none of this had happened." "So do all who live to see such times, but that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us."

#421673 Poetry
By City_Of_Angels PLATINUM
West Des Moines, Iowa
City_Of_Angels PLATINUM, West Des Moines, Iowa
25 articles 1 photo 31 comments
#421674 Poetry
By whits828 BRONZE
Lapeer, Michigan
whits828 BRONZE, Lapeer, Michigan
1 article 0 photos 0 comments
#421675 Poetry
By GhoSTWRiiTA SILVER
Bronx, New York
GhoSTWRiiTA SILVER, Bronx, New York
7 articles 0 photos 1 comment
#421676 Poetry
By Anonymous
#421677 Poetry
By Demetra PLATINUM
Coupeville, Washington
Demetra PLATINUM, Coupeville, Washington
20 articles 0 photos 4 comments

Favorite Quote:
Never Back Down, Never Quit.

#421678 Poetry
CantFlyWithBrokenWings BRONZE, Waseca, Minnesota
4 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
Its better to burn out then it is to fade away.

#421679 Poetry
HopeIsWhatWeCrave GOLD, Rowlett, Texas
11 articles 1 photo 13 comments

Favorite Quote:
[Frodo] How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on... when in your heart you begin to understand... there is no going back? There are some things that time cannot mend... some hurts that go too deep... that have taken hold. <br /> <br /> _________________<br /> <br /> [Pippin] I didn&#039;t think it would end this way. <br /> [Gandalf] End? No, the journey doesn&#039;t end here. Death is just another path... One that we all must take. The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass... And then you see it. <br /> [Pippin] What? Gandalf?... See what? <br /> [Gandalf] White shores... and beyond, a far green country under a swift sunrise. <br /> [Pippin] Well, that isn&#039;t so bad. <br /> [Gandalf] No... No it isn&#039;t.<br /> <br /> _________________<br /> <br /> [Frodo] I can&#039;t do this Sam.<br /> [Sam] I know. By rights we shouldn&#039;t even be here, but we are. It&#039;s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo, the ones that mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were, and sometimes you didn&#039;t want to know the end, because how could the end by happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it&#039;s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even the darkness must pass. A new day will come, and when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something. Even if you were too small to understand why. But I think Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. The folk in those stories had plenty of chances of turning back only they didn&#039;t. They kept going. Because they were holding onto something. <br /> [Frodo] What were they holding onto, Sam?<br /> [Sam] That there&#039;s some good in this world, Mr. Frodo... and it&#039;s worth fighting for

#421680 Poetry
By DaltonCook BRONZE
Granville, Ohio
DaltonCook BRONZE, Granville, Ohio
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments